The reborn aristocrat is ambitious! "You've got pretty good status, give em to me"

Early November.

Isaac and the others arrived in the King's Capital.

Mathias and Alois and elves' delegations escorted Kingsguard knights to the royal palace at the gates of the king's capital.

I hear the caregivers are available, but Claude followed them just in case.

When that happens, there is one dissatisfied person.

"Why am I the only one left!

In the carriage, Bridget was angry that he didn't take me to the royal palace.

"This time it's a celebration of His Highness and we drink alcohol, so we want you to refrain from attending just in case you don't assault a drunk."

"Why doesn't the village chief trust me anymore!

Bridget is angry that she has no credibility, but she shouldn't take someone to the prince's celebration to put a facial knee kick in her seat for the anniversary of the agreement.

She had also made a mess of it on important occasions, so she had lost her trust.

This point is the same as Isaac's.

"Well, well, didn't we talk about it before? Said it was dangerous for a young woman to go. He's worried about Mr. Bridget."

Isaac tried to forgive me without saying anything too tough because Bridget helped me make up with Tiffany.

"Fine, I'll pay you back. I'm practicing dancing and stuff, and I'm gonna be a fine lady and I'm gonna pay you back!

Bridget clenches her fist in a good way and makes a statement of determination.

Isaac watched with troubled eyes.

(That's how I feel far from the lady at the point I'm squeezing my fist...... Well, it would be more convincing if your mother or someone from the aristocracy told you that than I did)

I don't want to give him water when he's determined.

I thought it would be better to be pointed out when I actually get educated as a lady.

"If that's the case, I think you'll look for a good teacher if you tell your mother or grandmother. Let's talk about it when we meet."

"Well, let's hear it."

Bridget was glaring at her eyes, firmly swearing to regain the trust she had lost.

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When we got to the mansion, the servants were welcoming us in line outside.

My grandfather was waiting in front of the front door.

Isaac gets out of the carriage, he talks to both of them.

"Long time no see. Doesn't Grandpa have to pick up the elves?

Isaac questions his grandfather's presence in the mansion.

"The delegation will be greeted by the Minister of Miyauchi and the Minister of Tyranny. I should really get out, too, but I decided to go out to the celebration table in the evening. There is Lord Bridget here as well. It would be a muscle to give her a proper welcome."

Morgan's gaze is directed at Bridget.

She looked dissatisfied.

Because I've noticed it in my current words.

"... I mean, you've always decided to hurt me."

"No, the injured... Instead, I want you to consider that the last time was a special treatment. I'm sure you'll understand that I can't have my kids present at the booze table."

"Well, well..."

reluctantly, but Bridget pulls back.

Elves also have a rule that alcohol is roughly 200 years old.

The special case was enough to allow me to drink at the celebration when I got married before I turned 200.

I don't want to admit it, but I have to admit that they put "booze seats" in front of me.

Morgan, who saw Bridget convinced, shifts his gaze to Viscount Halifax, who was accompanying Isaac.

"Viscount Halifax, it was helpful to accompany the Elf delegation. Thank you."

"What. It's not just for the Reid kingdom, it's also for my grandchildren. I hope you don't mind."

"Baron Burton had a hard time too"

"No, my wife and daughter worked harder than I did"

"Of course, I thank you all"

Morgan hangs words of labor on those who accompany him.

"Both houses, I want you to stop by the mansion for a moment. I don't just want you to rest, I want to show you something."

- What I want to show you.

Everyone twists their necks uniformly to the words.

Morgan doesn't have the personality to show off to others, even if he gets something expensive.

I was wondering what you were trying to show me.

"It's not weird. However, you'd be surprised to see"

Morgan laughs niggly.

Seeing that grin, Isaac became anxious.

(When I get older and learn to play, I say it ends badly or something, but what happens...)

That just shouldn't be a surprise box or anything childish.

- With Jude digging back the grave and zombiing it, it's safe not to have Randolph from now on.

If they do anything, Isaac won't be able to protect his grandfather.

I don't think I'm used to joking, so I couldn't help but be anxious to know what the limit is.

Lucia's room was ahead of us on our way.

Morgan knocks on the door.

"I've got Isaac and the others."

"Please, come in"

I get a response from inside and the door opens.

Isaac followed his grandfather into the room.

Lucia was lying in bed with her grandmother sitting in a chair by the bed.

For a moment Isaac said, "Were you sick? I thought," but I just don't think I'd use that to surprise you.

But Isaac soon noticed that there was a crib by the bed.

"SUPPLER ISS! Isaac, this is my sister Kendra, born last week"

"Huh! Sister, last week! What, lie!? I didn't ask you that important!?

As with the first surprise, Morgan also greatly surprised Isaac this time.

"Heh, I had a baby. Congratulations."

"Girl? Show me. Show me."

Bridget and Tiffany seem to have drawn Kendra's interest.

But Lisa and the adults were taken aback.

"You! Could it be that you didn't tell me when you went to Wellrod?

Seeing that reaction, he asks Morgan in the same tone that Margaret blames.

Said Morgan is somewhat wolfish.

"Trying to surprise everyone..."

"You've decided to be amazed! I can't believe you didn't even teach Viscount Halifax! Even you would want to know if you were to have your own grandson!

"No, the... Sorry."

If a grandson were to be born, the Viscount Halifax family would have prepared to celebrate as well.

Morgan has no time to prepare for it, and has prioritized surprises.

After all, I guess I didn't know the limits because I wasn't used to surprise people.

Something happened to Isaac's feared street.

Morgan concentrated on startling things. The key thing was missing.

"Isaac, this girl is your sister (...). You're adorable."

Margaret speaks to Isaac in a gentle voice.

I knew immediately what the word meant.

"Of course it is. Most of all, I feel like saying a word or two to Grandpa..."

Isaac has no intention of hurting my sister.

Nathan was a competitor to the governor's inheritance, and Melinda was motivated.

That's why the elimination went unabated and into action.

Kendra, on the other hand, is a girl.

Mothers are the same, years apart.

Besides, Isaac is starting to leave results as the masters of one generation after another.

No one would approve of anyone trying to take on Kendra.

And above all, the "sister" thing is big.

I don't know what happened to my sister in her previous life, but if it was a car accident, she'd be terrible even if she survived.

"I also want Kendra to be happy for Changmi's share," Isaac thought.

"Lord Welrod, if that's exactly what your daughter was pregnant with, I would have liked you to tell me."

Viscount Halifax protests Morgan in a slightly thorny way as he sees his family gathered around Kendra.

"No, I was trying to surprise you... That didn't sound very nice."

"Naturally. Births can be dangerous for mothers, so I need to know in advance."

"also, sorry"

I don't have to apologize, given the difference in position, but Morgan apologizes.

Because when I came here I finally realized, "Even to surprise you, you should have considered the ingredients that surprise you".

If you think you were wrong, even in the position of Marquis, you can say as much about apology to the Viscount.

"Happy Birth, Mother"

"Thank you, Isaac"

Lucia must have also been anxious to see what Isaac thought somewhere in her mind.

My expression was a little stiff until I was celebrated.

I was finally relieved to see Isaac with nowhere to include.

"But..."

"But?"

Lucia swallows Gokuri and spit, anxious about Isaac's condition.

"I thought I hurt your father deeply. So I've been patiently waiting for my heart wound to heal, even if I want to 'at least talk to you'. But when I was trying to replace your father, or when I was heartbroken, I thought," You were fucking me... "

- To be honest, I'm angry.

But I didn't talk that far.

Originally speaking, it was because of my actions.

Still, I get angry when I think “I thought I was sick, but I was partially fine” after all.

It may also contain the seclusion of a hot man.

Isaac's words were also heard around him.

"If you ask me," some people react.

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

Lucia turned her face bright red and hid her face with both hands.

"What?... Ah"

In that reaction, Isaac guessed.

- Father or mother, which was more aggressive.

(Well, I've been so lonely for so long -...)

- I'm sure my mother was actively comforting my father. In many ways.

Yes, when Isaac realized, only the awkwardness remained that his frustration with his father in Isaac had disappeared and he had touched something he should not have touched.

"Oh, no. I'm not blaming you..."

Isaac looks around for help.

Lisa and Bridget turn bright red to their ears and get off their faces, and Tiffany can't help them by not understanding what they're talking about.

The adults looked confused.

"How did Isaac know what they were doing?

Asked Isaac in a tone that Margaret would inquire about.

Because it's not good for a child to know how to make a child.

"No, the... I heard Patrick couldn't have children and wondered if there was any way..."

It was a painful excuse, but there's no way I could have said, "I knew it with previous life's knowledge".

"That would certainly be the place," Margaret was also convinced.

"Didn't I tell you to keep books like that out of the reach of children!

"I thought I had it right. It's in the office desk, out of the reach of children.... Ah."

Here Morgan noticed.

Who was using the office this year?

"You!"

"Wait, this is force majeure. I couldn't have expected Isaac to represent the Lords at any cost."

(Oh, it was a sex education textbook. I thought it was somewhat descriptive for a porn book that Grandpa and Dad had hidden)

The air began to flow a little more sinister between my grandparents.

Isaac headed next to Tiffany watching Kendra so he could escape.

"Sure babies are cute, but they're not cute."

Return to Tiffany what you once felt when you asked her about Mike.

"Right. That's kind of weird."

Though my inadvertent remarks trigger it, I just don't want to do anything that sticks my neck in a couple fights.

While Isaac wondered that he couldn't see Randolph, he watched his sister sleep and escaped reality.